RandyJason hung there, suspended with nothing but his arms to bear the cruel weight of his body. His breaths came in short, ragged gasps, and I watched as tears carved streaks through the dirt on his face.The pain in his eyes was unmistakable, but Jake and I didn’t flinch. Whatever agony he was enduring now was nothing compared to the storm raging inside me.Nothing could match the betrayal, the rage, the ache that tore through my chest like a serrated blade.“Start talking,” I said, my voice cold and unwavering. “End this now, or I promise you—I won’t relent.”Jason’s lips trembled, his voice cracking under the strain. “Please…” It was barely more than a whimper, a pathetic plea that only hardened my resolve.I turned to Jacob and gave him a curt nod. “Do it.”Jacob stepped forward, methodical and unyielding. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t falter. He’d been by my side long enough to know this wasn’t a moment for mercy. Meanwhile, I stood back, my hands clenched into fists.I couldn’
RandyThe look on Adasha’s face that night, and again in the morning before I left, played over and over in my mind like a haunting melody.Her tear-streaked cheeks, the fear in her eyes—eyes that once looked at me with tenderness—now burned into my memory. I couldn’t stop the tears that began streaming down my own face.I had hurt her. Wrongly. Cruelly. Unforgivably.I was a monster.Jealousy and fear had consumed me, twisting my thoughts and blinding me to reason. I hadn’t listened to her.I hadn’t believed her. Instead, I let my insecurities fester until they turned into something dark and vile. And because of that, I hurt her.I broke her trust. I stormed out of the room, my breaths ragged, my chest tightening with each step.My heart pounded as guilt and shame washed over me like waves, drowning me in their weight. Pain and anguish tore through me in equal measure. What had I done?The memories of that night clawed at me, refusing to let go. I had beaten her. I had taken her in t
RandyI sobbed, my tears pooling on the cold floor beneath me, my prayers rising into the void. I didn’t know if anyone was listening, but I didn’t care.My soul felt raw, laid bare for the unknown, for anyone kind enough to hear my desperation.In that moment, I was nothing but a broken man, undone by my own choices. There was no one to blame but myself.Every wound I had inflicted on her had carved a deeper one into me, and now I bore the weight of it all.I had hurt her. I had driven her away. And now, I could only hope—no, beg—for the chance to make it right."Alpha, what should I do about Jason?" Jacob’s voice pierced through the mind link, steady but tinged with caution.It broke through the haze of my spiraling thoughts as I struggled to compose myself. My hands trembled as I wiped my face, willing the chaos in my chest to quiet, even if just for a moment.“He has lied against his Luna and, in doing so, committed treason,” I said, my voice carrying the weight of my decision.“L
RandyFor a moment, I stared at the delicate piece of jewelry in my hand, its significance crashing over me like a tidal wave. It was hers.There was no doubt. My heart surged with a mixture of relief and determination. She had been there. She was still out there.This wasn’t just a clue—it was hope.“She rested,” I murmured, the words barely audible as I pieced together the implications. It meant she was moving, but she wasn’t running without pause. It gave me a direction. A chance.I looked up at Thompson, my voice steady but charged with urgency.“This is something. I’ll reach out to Alpha Malachi and see if any of his southern packs have noticed a new face. If she’s passed through, someone must have seen her.”I paused, the reality of my next move settling over me. “I can’t step into another Regional Alpha’s territory without his permission. Malachi’s cooperation will be critical.”“I should reach out to Malachi,” I said, breaking the silence, my mind already spinning with the logi
AdashaI could see it in Kai’s eyes—the ripple of unease, the tension coiled in his body. What I had told him weighed heavily, more than I had anticipated.He barely made it through breakfast. His fingers drummed against the table, his legs shifted restlessly, and he avoided my gaze like it might set fire to the air between us.I knew him well enough to understand he was itching to act, to confront the storm I’d laid bare before him.In another life, the old me would have swallowed the discomfort, buried the problem deep within, and plastered a smile on my face to keep the fragile peace intact.I’d learned to live like that—tiptoeing around conflicts to avoid cracks in the delicate family façade. But not this time.Not with what was at stake. Silence now would be a coward’s refuge, and I had no space left for that kind of foolishness.Kai’s aunt, Ingrid, was a force I could no longer ignore. She was a woman drunk on power, clinging to authority that wasn’t hers, convinced she shared t
AdashaAs I made my way toward Kai's office, I couldn’t help but notice the shift in the air.The maid and guards who had been so bold and dismissive yesterday now shrank back, their eyes darting away as if the very sight of me was enough to stir fear.I wondered what Kai had done to them—what words or actions had turned their defiance into this subdued wariness. A flicker of satisfaction warmed my chest, though I kept my expression neutral.Halfway down the corridor, I bumped into Laura. Her presence was unmistakable, her posture stiff as if bracing herself for confrontation. I couldn’t suppress the smile that crept onto my lips."Luna Laura," I said smoothly, letting the words drip with mock sweetness as I reminded her of our little spat in the kitchen.Her lips twitched, caught between a smirk and something far less confident. Despite her attempt to keep her composure, I could see the embarrassment flickering in her eyes, betraying her."Giving out new orders lately?" I asked, tilt
AdashaWhen I reached Kai's door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking gently, unsure if it was appropriate to intrude."The door's open," came his deep, familiar voice from inside. It carried that steady calmness that somehow always managed to make me feel both at ease and completely on edge.I pushed the door open and stepped inside, closing it softly behind me. There he was, seated at his desk, a tired crease on his brow as he sifted through a stack of documents.His hair was slightly dishevelled, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing just a hint of his tanned skin. Despite his weariness, he had an effortless presence that filled the room.He looked up as I entered, and his face lit up instantly.The shift was so quick and genuine that it sent a warmth blooming in my chest.I couldn’t help but smile back as I glanced around his office. My eyes caught on something that made me pause—a painting. My painting. The one I had done of him. There it was, proudly display
AdashaMorning came, and when I opened my eyes, the bed beside me was empty. Malachi was already gone.It felt strange—unlike him to leave without a word. But then again, we’d only just started sharing the same space.I supposed there would be mornings like this, where his responsibilities pulled him away before I could wake. Still, the absence of his warmth left the room feeling colder than usual.Mirabel came to attend to me that morning, her movements efficient but noticeably subdued.There was a heaviness about her, a quiet gloom that seemed to cling to her like a shadow.I hesitated, unsure if I should say anything. It wasn’t really my place to pry, but as the minutes passed, her silence began to weigh on me.Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. “What’s the matter, Mirabel?” I asked gently as she cleared away the meal that had been prepared.She paused, her hands trembling slightly as they rested on the tray. Her expression flickered with uncertainty, her brows knitting toget
Adasha“Even you, Magnus?” Laura said, her voice trembling with disbelief as she turned to him.I had expected her to say that—Magnus was from Rivercreek, her home, after all.Magnus looked genuinely pained, his expression filled with regret, but he didn’t waver.“Sorry, Luna,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “But Alpha’s word is law.”Laura’s eyes darted back to Kai, searching his face for any hint of hesitation.“You’re serious about this,” she said, her tone incredulous. “You would actually throw me into a cell… for her?” She spat the word with venom, her gaze flicking to me with a mixture of contempt and desperation.But Kai didn’t respond.He didn’t even look at her. His silence was deafening, a clear statement that he was done talking. The weight of his unspoken words hung in the air, suffocating and final.“Malachi, this is extreme!” Ingrid interjected, rising from her seat. “Laura is legally your wife. You can’t humiliate her like this! What will her people say? This is wron
AdashaThe room was deathly silent, but Laura wasn’t done. Her voice sliced through the tension like a jagged blade, oblivious to the storm brewing in front of her.I could feel Kai’s rage, simmering and raw, and I wondered how he would handle this. Laura, blind to the signs, pressed on, her words brimming with fury and indignation.“You brought this upon yourself,” she said, her voice trembling with both anger and unshed tears. “By the time I’m through with the Easterners in the South, you’ll regret what you’ve done to my people—simply because they refused to serve your whore.”The venom in her tone stung, but the room was charged with something far more dangerous. Kai was vibrating with fury, his jaw tight, his entire frame coiled like a predator about to strike.The foolishness of Laura’s inability to recognise the line she had crossed was staggering.“Darius,” Kai said suddenly, his voice so cold and calm that it sent a shiver down my spine. “Did you get that last part?”“Yes, Alp
AdashaBreakfast was served in the dining room, a larger, more formal setting than usual. Kai had insisted on addressing his officers after the summons, and though it made me uneasy to eat in a room with other people, I understood the necessity.Normally, Kai would have adjusted his routine for my comfort, but this was one of those times where duty took precedence.As we entered the room, I immediately noticed there were five people seated instead of the three I had expected. The extra two—Ingrid and Laura—were impossible to miss. My chest tightened at the sight of them, but I quickly reminded myself of Kai’s promise. His assurance was all that mattered.With measured composure, I took my seat beside him. Darius and Gabe greeted me warmly, their respect evident in their tone and demeanor.Magnus followed suit, though there was an unmistakable hint of confusion in his expression, as if he was piecing together a puzzle no one had explained to him.I returned their greetings, extending
AdashaKai’s eyes locked onto mine, unwavering and intense, as he gently brushed my cheek with his thumb. The touch was soft, almost reverent, but it carried a weight that made my heart ache.“You worry too much, Adasha,” he said, his voice steady, soothing. His gaze didn’t waver, as if he were trying to reach the deepest part of me, the part that was still scared, still unsure. “You need to learn to trust.”I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat threatening to choke me.“I know you’ve been through so much,” he continued, his tone softening even further. “But not this. I’m not Randy, Adasha, and I never will be. I don’t aspire to be like him. What we have… it’s rare. Scarce. Ordained.” He let the words settle between us, his hand never leaving my face. “I’d be a fool to throw it away—or let anyone take it from me.”His eyes darkened, a fire kindling in their depths. “I’ll find a way to make this work, I promise. And I won’t have a Luna other than you, Adasha.”His words were a vow, s
AdashaMorning crept in, the soft light painting delicate patterns on the walls. Kai was still beside me, his presence a quiet weight on the bed. It was unusual—he was always the first to rise.Perhaps the journey had drained him more than I realized. My thoughts swirled around the summons he attended with Laura and Ingrid, and unease pooled in my chest.It had to be about his bond with Laura. The idea tugged at something deep within me, a quiet ache I tried to bury.I hated the helplessness of it all, the knowledge that this was beyond my control.I turned my gaze to him, his face soft in sleep, the tension he usually carried smoothed away. For a moment, he looked almost vulnerable. I slipped out of bed carefully, the cool floor grounding me as I moved toward the shower.The steaming water offered a temporary reprieve, washing away the tangled emotions I couldn’t name. When I emerged, toweling my hair, Kai stirred. He blinked lazily, his sharp eyes focusing on me.“Why aren’t you in
RandyMarvin’s tears flowed freely, his face a mask of despair. He knew—knew deeply—that he was in immeasurable trouble with me.He had violated our agreement, shattered what little trust I had given him, and, worst of all, placed a target squarely on Adasha’s back.If she hadn’t run away, none of this would have unraveled. I wouldn’t have needed to arrest Jason, wouldn’t have discovered the full extent of their treachery.These two were evil—loyal to no one but their own selfish interests. Adasha was no longer theirs.They had sold her to me years ago, and now they had tried to sell her again.They weren’t just failures—they were scum. Fraudsters. Betrayers.There was no excuse for what they had done.I shifted my gaze to Lois, who was trembling as she cried, and motioned for her to continue. I needed every piece of information before I decided how to act."Jason tried to get Marvin to tell him who the person was," Lois said, her voice shaking as she spoke. "But Marvin refused. He sa
Randy"So, you decided to reach out to your regional Alpha—me—and offer her to me for a fee, as if you were some bounty hunters," I said coldly, my voice cutting through the heavy silence."That way, you wouldn’t get in trouble for it… right?"Lois didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. Her silence was confession enough.The memory burned fresh in my mind.They’d offered her to me as if they were doing me a favour, presenting her as though she was a prize to be claimed.To them, she wasn’t a child—they saw her as a way to avoid danger and even profit. After all, the Twelve Families’ prerogative was clear: eradicate the Mad King’s bloodline at all costs.Adasha was no ordinary child. She was premium prey, a direct descendant of the Mad King himself.But when I laid eyes on her, everything changed.I knew, in that moment, that I couldn’t let anything happen to her. Not her.Instead of handing her over to the council, I did something I thought was right at the time.I paid Marvin and Lois mo
RandyI could see Lois was nervous, her hands trembling as she wiped at her tear-streaked face. But I didn’t interrupt her.She needed space to speak, to breathe.She knew she had no other choice—she had to tell the truth, and she knew it."The woman told us she could help us adopt," Lois began, her voice quivering. "She said there was a child available… but the child wasn’t in the system. I didn’t ask why."She paused, her gaze darting to Marvin before lowering to her lap."I guess… I guess my desperation clouded my judgment. She told us she could arrange everything—papers, custody—all of it. There was only one condition." Lois swallowed hard."We were never to return to the southern border. Ever."Her voice faltered, and she wiped her eyes again."At the time, it didn’t seem like much of a condition. We weren’t from the south. We had no ties there. It felt like such a small thing to agree to."I watched her intently, every word she spoke deepening the gravity of their situation."It
Randy"I swear that’s the truth," Marvin said, his voice shaky, eyes pleading for mercy. I turned to Jacob, my expression unreadable."I’ll give you some time to think it over," I said coldly, releasing the chain in my hand. It clattered loudly, a sound that seemed to echo Marvin’s faltering confidence."In the meantime," I continued, my voice firm, "you’re going to tell me everything about how you adopted my wife. I want to know why you adopted her, which Alpha sanctioned it, and whether you’re still in contact with the people who gave her to you."I shifted my attention to Lois, her nervousness written all over her face."I’ll give you a chance to answer, Lois. And believe me, what’s about to happen to your husband for lying to me will happen to you, too, if you don’t start talking."Her eyes widened in terror, but the weight of my words didn’t seem to fully register until two guards stepped into the room, their presence commanding and grim.They moved with quiet efficiency, their i